Monday, October 4, 2010

I'll be working on putting everything away...today... Sort of, just keeping to myself....

We worked, 'til the darkness, drove us away last night....

I put Johnny Cash, on as lead, this morning... this song... really says it all....

Peg told me, when she came up, this time, to help, for the sale.... she almost didn't come.... I haven't been calling her..... I turned to her, yesterday morning... and said..."see... this is why I don't call.... I have this insanity, constantly swirling around me...always... always...." { like this song says.... 'I will let you down...I will make you hurt'...} My old pal, Julie, used to hear portions of it, every morning....how much can a friend endure....no one knows the stories...in their entirety....I used to think, everyone lived this dream/nightmare.... I guess not....my phone is ringing... no offense.... but... I won't be taking calls, today.... I'm just going to tumble down the 'Rabbit Hole'...and see if I can still 'feel'....

4 comments:

Anonymous
said...

Barb,

It's me again. There is a lot of "bereft" going around lately. But your circumstances remind me of something I realized 30 some odd years ago when I was new at being an adult.

My dad had a lot of scars, especially for someone with a white-collar job. One day I asked him about all these injuries that had befallen him and he told me one by one about how they had come to be. Saving baby raccoons, felling trees,car repairs gone awry, you name it. "And," he said, "those are just the ones you can see."

I guess my point is, when you do more living than the average person, you end up with more hurts and more scars. And you, my friend, are a good deal above average.

~♥ go ahead & tumble m'friend, but come out fighting! the dreams/nitemares/voices are heard by me, too... people want to understand, try to, {but they are ours} ~ so it is hard. the saying goes for me that i am in my own lil' world, but that is ok ~ they all know me there.hang in there & take care...we do care!saw a sign yesterday... heaven~don't miss it for the world.loveya with hugs & blessings, vikki ♥~

Too much, too little, bitter & sweet, falling, falling, falling. When my shoes are hard to walk in, when my bruises are just too visible, when thinking is too much ----- I find sweet solice where I can. Then thru the broken I find reconciliation. I recover, I rebound.

Just remember, sweetie. If you need a friend down in the rabbit hole, just take my hand to hold to remind you that you are not alone...and when you are ready...give my hand a squeeze and I will be there to pull you back up. Love to you....(((HUGS))) Betty